The golden sunlight lazily spilled through the window onto the floor.
Dust danced in the air, and within the strands of light, there was endless peace and beauty.
At the end of the corridor was the bathroom, and Chiba Shimizu was supporting the boy, inching forward bit by bit.
"Chiba-san, I never thought the day would come when you'd help me go to the bathroom,"
Haruka Yuzan said sentimentally, his arm resting on the girl's shoulder.
"If you can't speak appropriately, you might as well keep quiet," said Chiba Shimizu, giving him a speechless glance.
What is this situation? How would I know that one day I'd end up helping you go to the bathroom...
Even the girl herself hadn't realized that her usually tranquil heart could now be so easily stirred by a single remark from a boy.
"Hey, Little Chiba, you can't slander me..."
Having grown used to Haruka Yuzan's baseless complaints, Chiba Shimizu simply ignored him.
The afternoon sun was exceptionally warm.
